I set out to see the sun rise and tuck it self in, in the same day- three separate times, in three separate countries. Turns out, it's not an easy feat. Especially when one of my other fav travel activities is to drink the local beer.

Jet-lagged, terrifically hungover, awake for a solid 36 hours on a trifecta of flights, and partying like I was nineteen after being reunited with my bestie? Seems like the perfect time to immerse myself in learning a brand s p a n k i n g new skill. Amirite?